May 11th, 2007

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Iron chef America in the bedroom

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12:54 am

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weirded out!!

Tache is being so wierd right now. It's bedtime, and normally she's first to jump in bed. but tonight, she's sulking around the bedroom (and I mean, tail-between-her-legs-hiding-in-corners sulking) like she's done something wrong. I don't *think* she has, I can't find any evidence of wrong doings, but it's so wierd. She even juumped out of bed and hid under the nightstand in the corner. I think, "Maybe she has to pee." So I took her out, and she used the bathroom, and started wagging her tail again, so i figured: "Ok, problem solved!" But she won't go back into the bed room. She's happy to stay in the computer room with me, or in the living room, but she won't go in the bedroom.

maybe daddy's hanging out in there, and she's the only one who can see him. O_o

March 5th, 2007

So, I forget about this thing for months at a time. My bad! I'll try to start posting at least once a month... but then, my life is really not that exciting. There is a lot to catch up on, though.

After the wedding, I started a new job working at the bakery that did our wedding cake (Sweet Memories). I was learning mostly how to fill and ice cakes, as well as working with fondant and icing, too. My boss was a little nuts, and scared at least 2 coworkers away while I was there, but it was a pretty good job. The only thing about it was, I don't really want to do cakes. I really just want to own a bakery for breads and pastries and stuff like that. Cake decorating isn't my passion. So I was working there for a few months. Jesse and I had been talking for a while about the possibility of moving up to the Greensboro/Kernersville area for a while, since there are more opprotunities there for him to move up in his job field (like the Volvo Trucks HQ is in Greensboro), plus we'd e nearer to church and would be able to go every weekend, not just once a onth like we previously had been. In October, he requested a transfer to the Greensboro Transource, and we spent near about every weekend going up to Kernersville to apartment/house hunt. We finally decided on a house in High Point - a little 2 bedroom/2 bath house just outside of Greensboro and moved the first weekend in December.

While Jesse had his job all lined up, I tried to search for a bakery I could learn and work at, much like Sweet Memories. What I got was a job at a bakery/cafe that was much more restaurant then any type of bakery. I ended up being the main baker and server, which wasn't really what I wanted or needed. Sure, I can bake some killer cookies and cakes and stuff, but I didn't want to be the main person. I needed someone to learn off of, and the owner herself didn't know squat about baking (something she often admitted). Most of the pastries were frozen, and when I got there, all we had was frozen cookie dough that she wanted to use up, along with pre mixed muffin mix. It was also a pay cut, which we didn't need. Money was tight for about three months straight. But I kept my eye out, and remembered something that the manager at David's Bridal in Durham had said to me after I had helped her at White House | Black Market - "You should come to work at David's Bridal!" So I applied for a job for the one on Wendover Ave, got an interview, and finally was offered a full time position as a wedding consultant. I've only been working there for 3 weeks, but I like it much better than the pseudobakery I was working at for a piddling amount of money. I'm pretty good at it, mostly because I just have a knack for talking to people. Plus, money will start picking up soon, so hopefully we won't be in such a money crunch like we have been for the past couple months. We're also still waiting on the settlement from Jesse's accident last year. When we get that, the Subaru will get paid off, so that's one less bill to worry about. Plus my new job gives me health insuarance - another bill to clear off the table! God's really looking out for us. I think 2007 will be a good year for us.

We've also started going to church on a regular basis. I really love Jesse's church. The people are so closely knit, and it's more like a family (and not just because Jesse's uncle is the pastor). So on February 25th, I took the plunge (literally!) and was baptized into the Primitive Baptist church. On the same day, Jesse moved his membership from the church in Angier, so we are now both full fledged members of Parkview Primitive Baptist church. I'm really happy with my decision, it's a good church to worship in, plus an excellent church to raise your kids in (in about two years, when we have them).

Other than that... I miss my friends and family in Raleigh. I feel so out of the loop and I haven't really found my own friends here. The girls at work are nice, but it's not like we hang out afterwards. So... maybe I just haven't found my niche yet.

August 6th, 2006

In short, the past two months have been nuts. I stopped working for Bob and tried desperately to get a new one, finally ending up at White House | Black Market at Southpoint and at Texas Steakhouse. Both insansly fun customer-ass-kissing jobs. More stories on that later.

In June Jesse was in a a car accident. He was sitting still at a flashing red light when a car facing the opposite way decided to cut in front of a Chevy astro van, which in turn had no where to go but the side of his relatively new Rx-7. He's ok now, with a visious scar he hates. I'm trying to get him to see that it's not that bad, and the fact is I don't care about his scar. He's standing here alive today and that's all that counts. As a testement to the hardness of his head, I do have to say that the window was completely shattered, and Jesse walked out of the car. We still haven't gotten money from the insurance becaue they're (of course) dragging ass. But we're working on that... Jesse got a lawyer. Yikes! Money has been tight ever since, but we're trying to get out of the hole and are finally doing better this month. Although it sucks, I had to take that server job at Texas. Last week I work 8:30-2:30 at WHBM, then 5-10ish at Texas. I saw Jesse for maybe an hour before we passed out in bed. Our apartement is a mess and I haven't done laundry in weeks.

Steve and Katie got married yesterday - it all seemed so surreal. Steve looked so young, and then I thought - "That'll be me in a month." We've still got a big list of stuff to do, I'm nervous it won't get all done, especially with my new work schedule. But I am eager to be done with the wedding. I can't believe it's so close! And Aline will be here on the 23rd!! We had a talk with Jesse's uncle today who is officiating the ceremony about how the ceremony will run and about marriage in general. We're both very serious about it all, and it was really nice to have that talk with his uncle. None of his family (besides his mom and dad, of course) know that we live together. As far as they know I'm moving into his apartment in September. Tache is "our" dog but lives with Jesse. I think the best part of the day was when his unlce was talking about arguments and solving them and making up, and he started to wink at us when he was talking about making up. Yes, a 60-something Baptist preacherman was talking to us about make-up sex. I felt the need to giggle, but surpressed it.

And, because this was the icing on my cake tonight, everyone must read this story that was in the N&O tonight and tell me what you think.

April 24th, 2006

So I'm sitting at work near tears wondering how bad it would look on my credit if I sold back the Subaru and quit.

Let's back up a bit, shall we?

So this new job I was all excited about. Easy stuff, kinda sucky hours, excellent pay. Well, I'm just gonna say right now, I hate the hours. I hate going to dinner with him. Not the dinners themselves, they're great. The fact that I don't get home till 9 or 10 some nights sucks. and I mean suuuuuuuuucks. So I guess the fact that he's apparently omni-freakin-nicient has tuned him into the fact that - shocker! - I'd rather be home at nights. Cause you know, I'm getting married in 4 months. After September, I'll be a married woman. A married woman doesn't need to be spending 4 nights out of the week at dinner with someone else. And when I took the job, I knew I'd be spending dinners with him all the time, I just didn't know it'd bug me so much. So the pleasant surprises the past few weeks with him saying that he has too many phone calls to work, or he's going to dinne with someone else, have all been planned because he sees that I don't want to be at dinner with him. It sucks because on one hand, no I don't want to be at dinner with him. I want to be at dinner with Jesse. But on the other hand, I did sign up for this. And he pays me way more than what I should get for my work. I run the bank cards on Sudnay, write up the invoices, and by monday evening - at the latest - I'm 95% done with my work. I spot clean here and there, and clean the whole office on fridays. I get paid $500 a week for updating my journal. and as long as the work gets done, he doesn't care. But the fact is, he never praises when I do something right; I only hear about it when I do something wrong. And maybe I'm too sensitive. Maybe I take things too to heart. It's probably just his way of correcting me. But it's like, he's usually so boisterous and loud and haha-let's-make-a-joke that when he tells me i've made (yet another) mistake, I feel like I've let him down. And I hate disappointing people. HATE IT! But half of me says "Get the hell out, you're not happy, you're always anxious about what glaring note's gonna be on your desk in the morning and how you're gonna mess it up today... plsu another long day ending with a dinner you don't want to be at" but the other half says "WTF are you thinking? You get paid enough to pay off your car in one week, pay your other bills another week and have enough left over in the following two weeks to buy groceries and gas and never worry about anything." Plus the fact that I'm an independant contractor, and I don't get holidays. I had to ask for easter off, even then I came in early to run the bank cards. Since I have to take tomorrow off I feel bad - even though I told him, before I even got the job, that I HAD to go to SURF to present. I had to. And today he's making me feel guilty about it - well If i didn't *have* to go, I would be here for you tomorrow. I wonder what's gonna happen come Christmas, one of my favorite times of the year purely because I'm surrounded by family. Is he going to let me go to Florida this year to spend time with my family? or is he going to command that I come back to work the day after Christmas? I guess I always had a feeling that this wasn't going to work out. His idea of bonding is hurling smart ass insults at each other, which I can only take for so long before I don't like it anymore. And the day I told him I hate being picked on, he laughed, i guess for the sheer surprise factor.

I'm starting to think I'm a failure in the professional world. I rack it up in the acedemic world; here, have some honors that have been given to me in the past 8 or 9 years of my life. But this... this sucks. I don't know what to do. I'll prolly end up crying in Scott's office tomorrow, cause that's what I'm good at.

PS, yes I know my icon is Christmas themed, but I'm like that little tree right now. I just need a little love.

March 25th, 2006

insomnia is a really beautiful thing, I promise. It's 2 am and I'm wide awake. Not even a yawn. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

If my back didn't hurt so much, it'd be easier to snuggle with Jesse, but lately my back has been constantly aching, especially when i go to sleep and when I wake up. I can't help but think it's because of how Jesse and I sleep (on our sides, facing the same way).

So now I'm stuck watching the History Channel... The Titanic special just ended, and something about Caligula is on now. I really like how the cable mini info described it: "In his brief reign, Caligula became legendary for his orgies and acts of sexual depravity."

In better news, my last glorious day at the Star was thursday - no more awful customer stories for me! I start with bob on Sunday evening full time. It's a little odd to be starting my first real, full time job. Here's hoping I live up to the standards and don't disappoint. I've got a car to pay off! :-P

Mom and I are doing wedding-y stuff tomorrow. I really want to get everything organized so I don't miss anything. We've got less than six months to go ... it feels like forever, but everyone says it'll fly by. I'm still waiting for the flying by sensation.

Ok... i've got to try and sleep. If I don't... well then, taht's more useless historical facts I get to learn by way of the history channel.